Big Bad Wolf
Aidan went the last inch to peer around the corner. "Ah!!" He shouted.
Eve rushed over. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing. It's just Devona. The mess she made…"
"Well sorry," Devona said. "I'll try harder to go easy on them next time, so they have a chance to kill me." She walked past Aidan and Eve, then asked, "Where is everyone else?"
"There was a split in the path, so we went this way to search for you," Aidan explained. "We should get back to them and get out of here. These Charr are hopefully the last ones inside." The three quickly backtracked through the previously dark room, back to the fork in the road. They then changed direction, going up the other chasm. They heard some yelling, and hurried to see what the commotion was about. Rurik was all over the place, slicing everything in his path, Cynn and Mhenlo in a corner, defensively placed. "Well. Since they're doing all the work, we can just take a rest."
After a while, the fighting subsided, and a loud roar enveloped the cave. Devona jumped a foot in the air, just a second ago lying on the ground. The three quickly got their bearings and peered into the grand hallway. A terribly fearsome Charr stood at the other side, vengeance and retribution in his eyes. They quickly ran inside the room and rejoined their allies. "When did you guys get here?" Mhenlo asked. He was sweating from keeping up the enchantments on Rurik.
"A while ago," Eve said. "We didn't want to spoil your guys' fun."
Aidan thumped his head as she was talking. "Why does she open her mouth," he thought. "That's beside the point. That seems to be the leader," he pointed, "And I don't think he liked that you killed his brethren."
"So…We meet again," the demonic beast bellowed.
"Yes. But unfortunately for you, Vatlaaw, it's our last meeting," Rurik replied. He turned to the rest of the group. "If you guys are done with your little tea party, we have to kill this guy. His name's Vatlaaw Doomtooth, and he's one of the leaders of the Charr. Almost as powerful as Bonfaz Burntfur." He turned back to the charr, and noticed he was chuckling.
"Oh, conceited Rurik. I'm not as weak as that fool Bonfaz. His little magic tricks are merely spiders, compared to a demon, such as myself," Vatlaaw retorted. "Now then…are you ready to dance the death tango?" He let out a great howl of laughter, and then lifted his hands to his back. From there, he grabbed a massive bow, a size only a giant could wield.
In the meantime, Cynn was still casting a spell, rage filling her eyes. "How dare you call magic weak! I'll show you what the elements can do under a master!" As she finished the incantation, a tremor erupted, casting the floor aside into two land masses. It continued along to the end of the room, where Vatlaaw timed his jump so that the split in the floor missed him by a second.
"Is that the best you have?" Vatlaaw taunted. "This will be a quick and painful death for you all, if it is."